How Will His Grandparents See Me Now?“No, I didn't see the need to.” He replied, his lips still on my nipples.“You didn't see the need to?” I screeched in horror. “Yeah, we were practically the only ones in the house. So, I didn't see the need to.” He explained like it was that simple. If he didn't see the need to because no one was in the house, then who then just opened the door? I have probably traumatized one housekeeper forever with an image of their boss hovering over some woman and sucking her nipples? Now, she would always remember me as the nipple woman whenever I came over to possibly drop a file or pick something up if Ryan needed me to. Oh! The horror! “So, who then opened the door, a ghost?” I asked perplexed.It was then the door shut and I heard a woman's voice say, “Come George, I just saw Ryan making out with a lady with brown hair. I told you he wasn't gay, didn't I? You lose, pay up the three hundred pounds.”My eyes widened and I mouthed to Ryan, “Who are those
She's still in your head, right? “And they finally decided to grace us with their presence,” The Grandma said sarcastically immediately we came to the kitchen area where Ryan was sure his grandma would be because she enjoyed cooking so much that she cooked immediately she came back from anywhere whilst she complained about the food she ate out being too bland or salty. On other regular days, if she didn't see her grandson bent over me, doing whatever, I would have fawned over her and said how much I love the curated meal plan of the Greece hotel we stayed in when we went for a business trip, but this was not every other day, so I stayed put and looked at my sock padded feet as red stained my cheeks. If we didn't look like we just had sex before, we definitely looked it now with my swollen lips and Ryan's rumpled pyjama shirt. Let's not talk about our messed up hair. “Romeo, get the shrimps from the freezer. You have shrimps right, or you were too busy,” She wriggled her eyebrows at
Don't Break His Heart“You're wondering, why this extremely big house?” That was the first words she said to me as we stepped outside the house and started walking down the garden. The cool summer breeze hit my face, same time the smell of citrus wafted into my nose. Being surrounded by nature is just one of the best things one can get. In the busy NY City where landlords built everything so close to each other that some units cannot open their windows without slamming their neighbors open one. It was a hassle and actually frustrating seeing as the astronomical prices they charge for rent didn't match the bizarre living conditions of the house.“I am sorry, what?” I asked. She was right, everytime I passed by something, I always had a look of awe and a judgmental stare. Because why it was nice to have this space, was this really a home? Did it have the feel of that or more like a museum as I also saw many expensive paintings that as an artist my eyes almost bugged out of their sockets
I Need To See A Doctor, Something Is Broken In MeRYAN'S P.O.V“So, you and her huh?” My grandfather asked when Violet and my grandma stepped out of the house for the walk my grandma was talking about. He wriggled his brows suggestively at me. When my grandma asked Violet to go out on a walk, she looked at me pleadingly, but there was nothing I could do, however, I knew she was in good hands. I, on the other hand, I couldn't explain what was happening to me whenever I set my eyes on her. Thank goodness grandpa was still here, we need to figure it out together.“So and so.” I replied. My eyes were still on the door that she and my grandma disappeared from like they were going to appear any second now.“You don't see her in a romantic light? Why then we're you guys...” My grandpa started asking when the words died a natural death in his mouth when he possibly remembered who he was speaking to. It was I, his grandson, with diagnosed sociopathy since when I was ten years old. How then cou
I Want To Protect My HeartMy hand flew to my chest immediately. I could feel my heart beat rapidly against my chest like it wanted to leap out. “You almost scared me to my RIP date. Why did you whisper in that manner?” I turned to the culprit which was my Boss by the way and asked.“You were frightened. Why?” He asked. I threw my hands in the air and released an experated sigh, “Because when you sneak up from behind someone and whisper in a cynical voice, the person is inclined to be frightened closer to their RIP date.”“I have a cynical voice. I never knew that.” He said.“Well, you do." I told him and bent down to pick up the pieces of the mug that broke. He reached out to stop me, and I wish he didn't because my hands were still shaky from the shock and my boss being beside me, I didn't look properly and picked it haphazardly and because of that the glass nipped the skin of my finger and blood started gushing out.“I tried warning you not to use your bare hands to pick up the s
I Am Jealous, I Admit “Have you gotten the Aerospace file I sent?” Ryan asked me from his desk. It's been like this all morning since I told him yesterday that we needed to maintain a professional attitude and act like nothing happened between us. I walked out after telling him that and went to the form desk to chat with Lillian, after which I came upstairs and he was no longer in the office. I felt relieved, but also bad that I had to tell him something like that just to protect my heart and stop the both of us from taking whatever this was further.When I woke up this morning, I wondered how it was going to be at the office today. If he was going to avoid me or question what I said yesterday. It was however neither of these two options. Instead, he just did exactly as I asked by treating our relationship in a cordial and professional way. It was what I asked for, but, it left a nagging feeling I didn't like in my chest.Now that he asked me this question, he wasn't looking up from
CHAPTER THIRTY-NINE It Hurts, I Don't Know Why“And see who decided to come back.” Ryan said, setting her back on the ground. If I thought she glowed when I saw her at the reception area, I was wrong. It was seeing him that made her eyes brighten and shimmer. I was almost certain that they have a history together. A romantic history, that is.“And see who missed me?” She retorted still holding on to his hands and looking deeply into his eyes. I felt like marching up to them and removing her hands from his. Those hands that touched me in sensitive parts of my body and had me convulsing in pleasure for minutes. But I couldn't, because he wasn't mine and I made sure of that by stifling whatever wanted to develop between us. Seeing them made me regret my action. I wished I could turn back the hands of time.“I didn't miss you.” He stated.Good, take that! I thought in my head.“Says someone that was badgering me with when are you coming back every week.” She chuckled.“That's an exaggera
How Can The Heart Break Even More?“Why are your eyes puffy? Are you coming down with something?” That was what Rainie asked me immediately I entered the kitchen. Last night I replayed everything that happened between Ryan and I. From the moment he kissed me on the couch in his drunken state, to the moment he changed the office rules because of me, down to his house when he confessed that I drove him crazy. Things that usually brought a smile to my lips whenever I thought about it, brought tears to my eyes. The tears ran down my cheeks and soaked a part of my pillow. I had never cried this much except from the days my parents passed away, after Annie told me I could cry and it doesn't make me weak. I analysed everything to check if he had played games with me, but, everything felt so sincere and it hurt my head as I thought of it. Whoever said the heart could not break lied. I could feel my heart shattering in my chest and there was nothing I could do to stop it.When I told him yeste
He Was Always Mine To Begin With“Wait, was that Ryan?” Loraine's voice rang from the speaker as I stared at my husband's retreating figure. I wished he said something than looking at me with such disappointed eyes that made my heart break. “Huh-Uh.” I mumbled so that she wouldn't hear my strangled cry that threatened to escape my lips.“Oh my goodness! This is bad. Really bad! He wasn't supposed to hear like that. Where is he?” She asked.“He just left. You know what? I'll call you back okay. I need time to...” I left my statement hanging, but what I needed to do was– cry my eyes out.“Okay, no problem. And in case he is pissed at you for this, I would come clean and tell him I roped you into it.”“Bye.” I told her not able to muster anything more than that.When I hung up, that was when the reality of what just happened hit me. Ryan got to know what we've been keeping from him, but not through the way I would have preferred. He heard it per chance and that was not what I wanted. It
How Could You Hide That From Me?One thing I didn't expect when I said ‘I do’ to Ryan was the turmoil and tons of secrets his family had. I didn't know how deep his father's hate for him ran, I didn't know that his step-mother I thought he was just needlessly antagonistic towards him was actually wolf in sheep's clothing, she was the spawn of Satan herself. Looking at his father and step-mother, I was amazed how they could raise such good kids with a good head on their shoulders. Must be the work of their grandparents.I was reminiscing what Loraine told me yesterday and I still couldn't come to terms with it.“Are you sure?” I asked her withdrawing my hands from hers in shock of what I just heard.“I am almost certain and over the years I am becoming certain that what I heard that night was true. I went out dead at night to drink water, when I heard them arguing in their room and their room door was ajar. I didn't hear parts of the argument, but what I heard loud and clear was when m
And It Was The Most Beautiful Experience EverI felt his tip of his penis at the entrance of my Vagina, and I drew in a deep breath. I was finally doing it. Losing my virginity after twenty-five years, almost twenty-six years seeing as my birthday was in few weeks time. This point, it felt thrilling to finally have sex with the person I love with all my heart, and it also felt scary because I heard the first time hurts.His eyes looked hungry, but still he said, “We can still wait if you want to.”I smiled and kissed him softly on his lips. When I withdrew from the kiss, I said, “My problem is that you worry way too much. I am sure.”“Okay then.” He replied.He unwrapped my legs from his waist, and spread them apart. Then, he came closer, towering over me. He began penetrating slowly with the tip of his penis, it was at that point I winced in pain.I closed my eyes, but he said, “Hey, Mi Todo, look at me.” At his command, I opened my eyes and meet his mesmerizing ones.As he was penet
No One Gets To Talk Bad About My Mom, Not On My Watch“Gr...Grandma?” Mrs. Gia sputtered, looking at I and Ryan in shock. My husband who I could see was also looking at me, trying to deduce if I knew what I was saying or if I was suffering from hallucination?“I am almost certain you are the one. I saw your postcard growing up with the name. I think it'll be rare for someone with the same three names to exist, too much of a coincidence? No?” I gave her a pointed look.Her features started changing as realization started sinking in that she just might be the right person.“Wait, are you Xavier and Juliet's child?” She asked mentioning the names of my parents.I nodded and she gasped, and staggered a bit. Holding the table next to her as a support. “It seems like you both have some catching up to do,” My husband said and pecked me lightly on my left cheek, before pointing at a corner, “I'll be over there in case you need anything,” Then in a whisper, he said, “Saying hello to pretenti
Could She be My Grandma? “Are you okay Mi Todo? You have been frowning since we woke up.” My husband asked me as we boarded the private jet back to New York.So, here's the thing, last night as he was running a very high temperature, I tried to shake him so he could wake up, he didn't open his eyes. I am not going to lie, I basically went through the five stages of grief thinking he had gone into shock. I ran downstairs in tears, down three floors to tell the receptionist that I think my husband is dying, then we went upstairs to check, on our way to I and Ryan's room, she informed me she was an ER nurse and was covering for her cousin who works here that had a family emergency. That made me a bit more calm and when we got upstairs, she checked his temperature which had reduced drastically by the way. She said it was probably stress and he'll be fine for morning.It was at that point my dearest husband decided to open his eyes, “Mi Todo, why aren't you by my side?” In a weak, cute vo
I Had Never Seen Him Cry“Okay, we don't speak for some days and next thing I know is my close friend and roommate has gotten married to a billionaire in a ‘low-profile’ ceremony in Vegas? She didn't see the need to say something like ‘Hey guys, I know you might be busy with life, but I am getting married?’ V, I have to say this is ludicrous and I am still trying to comprehend it?” Rainie said.I slowly disentangled myself from my husband arms, there was barely a moment we were in bed together and we weren't cuddling. It was an extreme sport, but I finally succeeded without waking him up.I tiptoed to the bathroom and continued my call with my friends.“Firstly, guys, I know no matter what I explain, it would never be a reasonable excuse why I didn't tell you both earlier. I am really sorry and truly everything happened so quickly, that before I could understand what was happening, we were married.” I explained to them hoping that it would soothe the rage I could see in their eyes.“I
I Said Yes To Eternity.“So, I got an Elvis Presley Chapel booked for the wedding tomorrow. Do you want to maybe go dress shopping today?” Ryan asked me as we lay on the bed ticking off things we needed for our wedding tomorrow. I was getting married tomorrow? It still felt surreal that hours back I said a yes to his proposal. I wanted to tell my friends, but in all honesty, I still felt like i needed a minute to understand the huge step I was taking tomorrow. I'll probably call them in the morning before I leave to the Chapel and tell them of my bold step and get their blessings. The truth was we actually just wanted to have something small. This was more of a promise to ourselves, than an actual wedding. “With the speed at which you are doing all these things, you were certain I was going to say yes, right? You probably had the contract or something?” I teased him. He was indeed moving with speed that it made me a tad bit suspicious that he just started this arrangement. I suspecte
I Must Be CrazyI burst into laughter, placing my ice cream sandwich on the empty space by my side which was already melting in my hands and making it sticky. Of all the jokes that my boyfriend has attempted to make, this was by far the funniest.“Oh, my goodness. That was such a funny joke. You are getting the hang of this emotions thing.” I hit his chest lightly with traces of laughter on my lips and attempted to pick up my ice-cream sandwich again. Vegas must be getting to him for him to play this kind of joke. I heard that being in Vegas often makes one act out of the ordinary. Coupled with the fact that he was still getting a hang of these emotions thing. He must be like a kid at an ice-cream parlour for the first time wanting to try out all the flavors.“I am not joking.” He said. I was about taking a bite of my ice-cream sandwich which half was already melted by the way when his voice stopped me short.“A prank, maybe?” I asked with hopeful eyes in light that though this might
Marry Me“A problem?” Ryan asked, coming off the bed. Whatever impending make out session suspended till when he might be able to deduce what had happened or is happening to turn out to be a problem.“Yes, it's Dad.” She said and I could hear the fear in her voice.At that point Ryan removed the phone from speaker and told his sister, “Give me a minute.” Then he turned to me and said, “Give me a moment, let me know what the problem is.”“No problem, take your time.” I said, managing a smile. The truth was that Ryan's father annoyed me and that is not because of the time he hit on me in Ryan's office, which was quite shameless of him by the way. But, the reason why he annoyed me to no end was because he didn't support Ryan as the CEO, and rather than just mind his flipping business, he found more ways to make Ryan's life incessantly difficult. From riling up the press against Ryan to finding ways to siphon money and frame Ryan for being an incompetent CEO. My boyfriend, God bless his h